sheep hunt

Both Han Ziling and Feng Yang didn't have the energy to worry about how Huang Feiyan would react after they left.

The two of them are also in trouble at this time.

Han Ziling inhaled a large amount of Soul Eater, and his whole mind was a bit erratic. In front of Feng Yang, he completely lost his previous prudence and reserve, and became surprisingly seductive and seductive. Being held in Feng Yang's arms was not honest at all. He kept rubbing against himself and Feng Yang's body, trying to find comfort.

As for Feng Yang, when he was in the Prince Regent's Mansion, because he was on the beam, he noticed Soul Eater earlier, so he used the turtle sucking method to hold his breath early, and it was not affected at all --- not affected, just It means that his internal strength has not been affected...

As for love, desire...

That is medicine is not charming, people are fascinated by themselves.

Han Ziling's alluring appearance is more useful to Feng Yang than the best aphrodisiac in the world.

Besides, Han Ziling, who was held in his arms, was not honest, and kept teasing him intentionally or unintentionally.

Hugging Han Ziling like this, to Feng Yang, is like a double sky of ice and fire, painful and happy.

Because the body had already reacted, and the pain was severe, so Feng Yang felt a little impatient in his heart, he hardly stopped on his feet, and his superb lightness kung fu made him fly back to their own residence with Han Ziling.

When they got home, both of them were sweating, Feng Yang sweated even more than Han Ziling.

Han Ziling's sanity became even more blurred, he grabbed Feng Yang's clothes and refused to let go, but when Feng Yang took off his clothes, he resisted fiercely.

Feng Yang could only let him torment with a dark face.

But when he saw Han Ziling's complexion getting redder and more uncomfortable, Feng Yang became a little anxious.

Because at this moment, he remembered Huang Feiyan's words.

Huang Feiyan said that if Han Ziling's body is not relieved, he will suffer from problems...

Thinking of this, Feng Yang felt that he could not let Han Ziling go, he had to do something to help Han Ziling...

With Han Ziling's temper, if no one persecutes him like Huang Feiyan, he probably only allows Huang Yifan to touch him.

Because, Han Ziling only has Huang Yifan in his heart, whatever he does, he always surrounds Huang Yifan...

So, this time, is it an opportunity for him?

However, if he did, would Han Ziling hate him? ? ?

Feng Yang looked at Han Ziling with a complicated expression, his heart was full of struggles.

In the end, he reached out and touched Han Ziling's acupoints, and began to untie his clothes.

The already messy robe slowly slid to the ground with the nimble fingers of the wind.

When his skin came into contact with the cold air, Han Ziling shivered, and his mind became slightly clearer.

When he understood what Feng Yang's actions meant, his eyes were full of shock and pleading: "No... Feng Yang... don't do this..."

He didn't want to destroy the relationship between him and Feng Yang.

They have been together since he and his master picked up the amnesiac Feng Yang from the foot of the mountain nine years ago, and have been dependent on each other since his master passed away seven years ago.

With such an important person in his life, how could he twist the relationship between them with such a thing? ? ?

Han Ziling felt that his heart was inexplicably hurting. He always regarded this man who was seven or eight years younger than him as his younger brother.

Now, to be embraced by the person whom he has always regarded as his younger brother, no matter for himself or Feng Yang, it is a cruel thing.

Feng Yang had already figured out the pros and cons, resisted the throbbing in his heart, and went against Han Ziling's will for the first time, leaned down, and kissed Han Ziling's trembling red lips that were still talking.

The hot and humid tongue carried a toughness that Han Ziling had never experienced before, and he pried open Han Ziling's lips without refusal, and domineeringly penetrated into it to absorb the sweetness that he had longed for for many years.

Han Ziling's eyes widened in astonishment when his acupuncture points were tapped, those beautiful eyes filled with water vapor were full of disbelief.

Feng Yang is self-taught, although he has never practiced with others before, he kissed Han Ziling's lips extremely delicately, and after kissing for a long time, he let go of Han Ziling's slightly swollen lips.

Panting softly, he asked Han Ziling, whose consciousness was a little blurred:

"Does brother have a better way???"

Han Ziling's dizzy head thought for a long time before he understood Feng Yang's meaning, and all the entanglements before came back to his mind.

"Anyway, I don't want that to be the case..."

He is a man in his 30s, and he is also a man who has been played with by Huang Feiyan, so it doesn't matter what he is.

But Feng Yang is still so young, his martial arts are so good, and his future is bright, how can he delay him with such a dirty thing in the eyes of others? ? ?

However, Feng Yang didn't understand his heart, the jealousy that had been hidden in his heart for many years also burst out at this moment, he approached Han Ziling hoarsely and said in a strange tone: "Could it be that senior brother wants me to send you to Huang Yifan?" go???"

Han Ziling was stunned, he never thought that Feng Yang would say such a thing.

He opened his trembling lips, only to realize that he was speechless when faced with Feng Yang's sharp question.

He lowered his eyelids and sighed softly:

"Feng Yang... I'm sorry to trouble you... But, I don't like being acupunctured, so please unlock my acupuncture points..."

Compared to asking Feng Yang to help him, Han Ziling didn't want Huang Yifan to see his current appearance, nor did he want Huang Yifan to help him solve his problems.

In front of Huang Yifan, as long as he is a good teacher, a good elder, and a good confidant...

The rest, everything, is done by others...

Feng Yang understood why he compromised, a trace of loneliness and sadness flashed across his handsome face, he untied his acupoints, put him down on the bed, covered him, and said softly: "Brother, actually, I really like this of…"